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Chani stands on tiptoe, a goofy smile on her lips, the tip of her nose touching Paul's. The husband sighs deeply, happily touching his forehead with his beloved, raising his hand to her hair, caressing her gently - My dear - He whispers - My Sihaya.
Paul feels Chani's arms go around his shoulders, bringing him close, their lips slowly touching, he feels his mouth being forced open, Chani running her tongue along his, her breath hot against his mouth. Paul knew he had to do something, his Mentat side knew it: He studied the human mind enough to understand the concept of intimacy. Almost immediately, his hand tightly grips the woman's straight hair, hearing a moan escape her lips.
Chani ran her fingertips down her husband's arms, pulling the sleeve of his clothes until he began to follow her. The two arrive at the royal suite together, Paul knew what Chani wanted there: She wanted sex, intimacy. Not for procreation, they understood that they could not get pregnant. Chani wanted to hold him in her arms, lay under the same roof and feel skin on skin.
None of this pleased the man's mind.
Paul had thought about this many times when he first shared a bed with Chani. His first thought was: "I came. Therefore, I felt pleasure. I don't have time to think about it anymore", and he tried to deny even the possibility of the thought.
When the two met for the second time, Paul whispered with her in his arms, her head resting on his chest in an almost sleeping state - How many men has my Sihaya been with? - And his voice didn't hide jealousy, it was almost mentat-curiosity. Realizing his intentions, Chani responded with the truth, knowing he could detect if she lie.
- You are my second
He initially just nods yes, remaining silent for a while - Did you feel more pleasure with him? I mean... I'm inexperienced
- For me, sex isn't just about... Pleasure - She enjoys the thought, intertwining her fingers with his, a smile that continued on her face every moment they were together - It's more important to share moments like this than cum - She says about the hot chest - Or at least that's what I believe
- You couldn't be more right, Sihaya
Returning to the present moment, Chani places a hand inside his clothes, the hand slowly lowering to a dangerous region, the consort's lips wandering over his neck. For a moment, Paul forgot to move - Usul - She calls out to him, raising her gaze until they meet - Usul is very distracted today, what happened?
Usul finds the courage to speak, there was no reason to remain silent, not to tell the whole truth to the woman he chose to spend the rest of his nights with - I don't know if I want that now
Chani lowers her gaze, taking her hands out from under his clothes, sitting on her own legs on the bed they shared - That's... 'Cause I fail to give you a child?
- What?
The woman's eyes fill with tears, an answer that Muad'Dib was not expecting - Is this my punishment? Will you deny me intimacy? You know I tried to give you an heir more than anything!
- No, my Chani, it's nothing like that - He shakes his head, adjusting himself on the bed so he could calm her down - I love you more than anything... I would never blame you for anything
- Then why?
The truth was, he didn't even know.
Paul Atreides is married to Irulan, one of the most beautiful women in all of the Bene Gesserit, and he has no sexual attraction to her. Initially, the emperor thought it was because he was madly in love with Chani.
But here was Chani, in front of him, crying for his penis, and Usul felt nothing, he might even have an erection, but it didn't mean anything.
- I'm... Too tired - It was his common excuse
- Usul, when are you not too tired? - She complains, and then shakes her head, her vision falling into her own hands - I'm not going to force you to do anything, I just... I'd like to know why, if there's... Something wrong with me, I'd like to know
- No, there's nothing with you - The man laments for the woman, running a hand over her arms, she trembles at the touch - I'm sorry my love, I've been lying to you
- Who is the other woman? - Her gaze becomes angry, the tears stop falling from her half-closed eyes
- There is no other, it's me - Slowly, Paul places a hand on his own chest, crushing his clothes - Chani, you know that I consider you the most beautiful woman in my entire life, I just... I don't feel like have sex, not now
- And when will you feel like?
- I don't know - He sighs deeply, tired. This time, he was really tired - I don't feel the attraction to this kind of intimacy
She looks up, not understanding, but wanting to understand, wanting to understand her Usul in all layers, even if she had to sacrifice sexual intimacy
- I'm not saying we'll never have sex
- Are you saying that we will only do it to... Have children
- No - He shakes his head - I say we will have sex when we both agree to it, for any reason. 'Cause of desire, boredom, love... But I understand that there are other things better than just sex
Chani swallows hard, nodding yes - Yes, Muad'Dib
- Don't be sad, my love
- I'm not, at all - In her mind, the idea arises that she would never deny something to her God, even if she will goes against it - Is that... Normal? Do you, with all your intelligence, know others who are like this?
- There are some, there definitely are
- Sorry, my love, I just don't... I don't understand this, but I don't need to understand the Lisan Al-Gaib
Paul didn't want to explain anymore, let her think for herself, she needed to process the new thoughts. Reassuringly, he pulls her into a hug, knocking them both onto the bed, lying in each other's arms. Chani wraps her arms around the man's waist, bringing him close.
- I respect you for that, thank you for sharing this with me - She says as she smells his perfume
- I'm sorry, Sihaya
- Don't apologize to me for something that isn't a mistake or that you can't change or even choose
Paul rests his eyes with a smile on his face, happy with the answer, he didn't need to say anything else.